Finally! St. John!

 


Look at it!  just look at it.  it's better than a post card!  staring at it, it didn't seem real.  now, i'm a spoiled girl.  i've been a lot of places and seen a lot of things.  but i will never be world weary.  i will never yawn at the beauty of anywhere.  i love everything.  but this view struck me dumb.  

This is Hawk's nest beach.  all the beaches were beautiful, but this was my fave.  it got me wondering, why is the water so beautiful?  can it just be lack of pollution?  let's google it!  better yet, here is the best reason i can think of to stop polluting!  

so the big joke was, oh how boring, how horrible!  somebody has to do it.  oh look another sea turtle.  how mundane.  what is that?  a mongoose?  who cares?  iguanas, what a nuisance.  but make no mistake.  everything is an adventure.  every critter will make us lose our shit like we've just met some A-list movie star.  red crabs!  fuck yeah!  deer who don't give a fuck about our proximity!  bad ass!  and that mongoose stole someone's sandwich for fuck's sake.  how cool is that!  look!  look!  look!  it's a sea turtle!  let's take it home!  that baby goat is so damn cute i could die.  whoa!  that donkey's dick is so big it can't walk and move off the road!  

There's a ton more of course, but just the usual vacation drivel.  the weather, the foliage, the locals.  yeah, yeah, i loved it all, but i won't bore you with it.  

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